Monday, July 19, 2010


I would have thought my thick ankles would be good for something. I might even have bet that they grew to better carry this increasingly thick body of mine. Maybe I'm nuts. But I think ankles should be reliable things.

Apparently they are not.

Yesterday I was carrying Claire into Church. She rested on my hip. I was feeling slightly uneasy in my high heels, which I unwisely wore for vanity's sake since I had uncharacteristically been to the salon with my mother to have my toes painted. They had flowers on them. For the first time. It should have been a momentous occasion. It was not. My ankles did not approve.

The left one punished me. It buckled attempting to bolster the burden of two children and a fat lady, aided only by those stupid wedges.

I had just enough time to pull Claire closer to me (butting her head to mine, but saving her from the pavement), and shout, "Oh my gosh! Brad!"

Brad rushed over. Along with a friend I hadn't seen in a year whose reintroduction to me was an awkward mixture of me wincing and laughing. (I do that when I'm embarrassed.)

I had skinned my knee. I limped into the chapel. And now my rolled ankle is even more swollen. Which, I'm sure many of you doubted possible. Yes. Well. Doubt no more. I can always become more ridiculous, I assure you.

(P.S. Brad has just revealed to me that when he ran around the car to rescue me, he found me sprawled out on the pavement, spread eagle, my skirt flipped up. All the way up. Claire was laying on top of me, flailing and screaming. Always more ridiculous. Always.)


  1. I would have LOVED to have seen that. Sorry about the swollen cankle though. I thought we had learned growing up that high heels are not your friends. At least thats what I learned. But maybe it was cuz mom was so tall that we never wore them either.

  2. Ridiculous, maybe. But an awesome woman who is a trooper, for sure! Hope you heal quickly (pride included). :)

  3. Elise, I am sorry you got hurt. Both physically and emotionally. I can't believe we aren't there to help with moving at all. We are sorry and we love you.

  4. So sorry about your ankles. You poor pregnant lady! But, the mental picture was awesome. Thank you for that.

  5. Congrats! Sounds like a wonderfully memorable embarassing moment. Hope the ankle is feeling better.

  6. I am so sorry Elise- When is that baby coming? It's gotta be soon. I am so excited for you to be birthing soon.